If I do prove her haggard,
Though that her jesses were my dear heart-strings,
I 'ld whistle her off and let her down the wind,
To prey at fortune.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Othello
-- Act iii, Sc. 3
Though that her jesses were my dear heart-strings,
I 'ld whistle her off and let her down the wind,
To prey at fortune.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Othello
-- Act iii, Sc. 3
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- Silence that dreadful bell: it frights the isle
From her propriety.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Othello -- Act ii... - I will speak daggers to her, but use none.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
Hamlet -- Act iii, Sc.... - Leave her to heaven
And to those thorns that in her bosom lodge,
To prick and sting her. -- William Shakespeare (1564... - And often did beguile her of her tears,
When I did speak of some distressful stroke
That my youth suffer'd.
My story being done, She gave me for my pains a world... - If my gossip Report be an honest woman of her word.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), The Merchant of Venice... - See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek! -- William Shakespeare... - Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul,
But I do love thee!
and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again. --... - Lay her i' the earth:
And from her fair and unpolluted flesh
May violets spring!
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Hamlet -- Act v,... - Even in the afternoon of her best days.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616),
King Richard III -- Act iii, Sc....
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Troi:
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-- John Dryden (1631-1700)
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